I'm tired of calling it peace because I think it doesn't do justice to what I feel inside. I'm happy. Not the yay-woohoo-jumping-pumping-the-whole-world-knows-it kind of happy. More the I-can't-wipe-the-moronic-smile-off-my-face kind of happy. In the conversations I have in my head, I say it atleast once a day. If I didn't know better, I would have believed that my mind right now is a huge yellow smiley (Power of symbols!). And the best part is that it comes from within. Hence, I will be able to create without.

Let me bask in my sunshine:)